Chapter 109

Miao Village, threshing field.

A large pile of firewood was burned in the center, and countless men and women sang and danced around the fire, singing folk songs and dancing to celebrate the harvest of the year.

On the threshing floor, there are long strips of banana leaves covered with various delicious dishes, grilled fish, bacon, sticky rice and so on.

The most important subject is the spirits, the rice wine brewed by the Miao family, one word, strong.

The elders in the village were sitting right in front of the village, and the Miao people in the village were sitting on both sides. Everyone was singing and dancing.

Most of the young men and women sang and danced around the fire, and some even went straight to folk songs.

Liu Qing was sitting next to him, looking at the young men and women of Miao Village singing and dancing in front of him with great interest, feeling very fresh.

Miao Qingqing was sitting beside him. She had already washed and changed into a beautiful silver outfit, which made people's eyes shine at first glance, and she looked beautiful.

I have to say that the silver jewelry of the Miao family really has a different kind of beauty.

"Qingqing, you are very beautiful today."

Liu Qing whispered something in her ear.

Miao Qingqing heard that her cheeks were flushed, and she became more and more beautiful and beautiful, and she was very happy.

"Aqing, some people will come to toast later, do you want me to drink it for you?"

She whispered back.

The intimacy between the two of them made the young people of the Miao family around them angered one by one.

"So angry!"

"A flower in Jiuzhai was taken away."

"It hurts so much."

Many young people drank sour wine, only to feel dull and tasteless.

When they looked at the fine wine in their hands, they suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

Not far away, some elders in Jiuzhaigou were discussing something.

They said while looking at Liu Qing.

"Patriarch, what's the origin of this young Han guy?"

"Why did we pick the most beautiful flower in Jiuzhai after only two days."

"This foreign guy is not authentic."

"Look at our boys in Jiuzhai, they all look sour and tearful."

Many Miao village elders are saying something.

They still have some complaints against Liu Qing. You said that you picked the most beautiful flower in Jiuzhai within two days without even saying hello.

And I still don't know if it's sincere, maybe it's just to play with feelings.

"Old eighth, I heard that your A-Tu has been chasing Qingqing this girl?"

An old man turned his head and asked a middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man held a wine bowl in his hand, took two sips, glanced at a honest young man sitting in the crowd, and shook his head helplessly.

"Don't mention it, this kid in my family is out of play, and I messed up several good opportunities."

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "It's alright now, it was picked by an outsider, and it is estimated that he will leave the Miao Village with that guy soon."

"Oh, it's hard for our young guys from Jiuzhai."

"I'm so afraid, can't we young people in Jiuzhai go outside to find a beautiful Han Chinese girl and come back with a long face?"

"It's all about you, drink!"

As soon as the old patriarch opened his mouth, the others immediately shut up.

They didn't talk about it here, but many Jiuzhai youths began to sit still.

Looking at Liu Qing and Miao Qingqing, you are so arrogant and sour.

"No, I can't sit still."

"Have to give him a slap in the face."

"Yes, let him understand that it is not so easy to marry a girl from our Miao family."

"Brother Atu, what do you say?"

Many young people gathered around, looking at the honest young man who was drinking silently, that was a wounded man.

He took a sip of wine and looked up at Liu Qing, his eyes flashed with sourness and jealousy, how could he be taken away by outsiders?

"Let's go, toast."

In the end, Brother Atu got up and walked towards Liu Qing with a jar of wine next to him.

"Toast, toast!"

"Oh oh."

"Miao's elder brothers, sisters, and sisters, come here to honor our guests."

Soon, a large group of young men and women came up with jugs. My dear, almost all the young men and women from Jiuzhaigou came over.

With that posture, Liu Qing's head exploded.

With a wry smile, he looked at Miao Qingqing, who was sticking out his tongue beside him, and sighed in his heart that Miao girls are really not that easy to marry.

Look at this situation, dozens of young men and women came up together, all of them carrying jugs, afraid that they were not going to drink to death.

If it is an ordinary person, it must be drunk until he gets down.

In fact, the Miao family is enthusiastic and extremely hospitable. The first is to toast.

You can drink as long as you can, you can't stop drinking until you fall asleep on your stomach.

Of course, some people can't drink it, and it's impossible to force you to drink it, but they will definitely despise you in their hearts.

After all, the Miao family, men and women, young and old can drink.

"Qingqing, go up and watch."

A group of Miao girls pulled Miao Qingqing aside and did not allow her to intervene.

This is their custom. After all, if you want to marry a golden flower from their Jiuzhaigou, you must pass their tests.

The first step is toasting.

"Sisters and sisters, sing and drink!"

I saw a group of Miao girls in full costumes surrounded Liu Qing, singing a mountain song one by one.

Of course, one toast is a toast.

Liu Qing's head looked big, and only a wry smile remained in his heart.

But kindness is hard to resist, one word, drink.

"Thank you all for your generosity."

Liu Qing sat there, raised the wine bowl and drank it.

"Ow"

The beauties around were booing, and then continued to toast, one after another. Anyway, every girl would sing a folk song toast.

As the name suggests, entertaining guests with songs and wine is the real passion.

Of course, they are only toasting a glass of wine by themselves, but don't look at it as a glass of wine alone, count, at least thirty young girls came up to toast.

If Liu Qing hadn't had a high level of cultivation and an amazing physique, the average person might have fainted.

But he refused to come, bowl after bowl, listening to the singing of the beauties of the Miao family, the wine in the bowl never stopped.

Miao Qingqing, who was on the side, looked a little worried. She tried to come up to discourage her several times, but she was pulled back.

"Tell them it's enough, it's almost done."

Over there, the old patriarch of Jiuzhaigou couldn't see it, so he opened his mouth to remind him.

"Don't worry, Patriarch."

"nothing."

"Young people."

Others watched with interest, but did not try to dissuade them.

In fact, their hearts are also sour, their son failed to marry that golden flower, but let an outsider take it away.

How can this work? Even if they don't block, break up, or oppose, they must definitely tidy up each other.

"Wow!"

A group of girls finished singing and toasting, good guy, Liu Qing still didn't change his face, even sitting there, the old god seemed to be okay.

This made them amazed, they thought they would be able to lie down directly after a round of toasts.

But the situation was just the opposite, and even the group of young Miao boys who were preparing to toast were startled.

"Atu, the situation is not good."

someone whispered.

He looked at Liu Qing and said in amazement, "This guy has such a good alcohol intake, and he has drank so much that he has nothing to do."

"What are you afraid of, we still have dozens of people."

"Come up together and drink with him."

A Tu's eyes were stern, and he came up with a jug.

Unlike the girls of the Miao family, the boys toast the guests, you must drink it yourself, and the girls toast and present their songs without drinking.

But the young man toast must be drunk with the guests, otherwise, how do you call Jingren?

"My name is Atu, and we come to honor you."

Brother Atu came up and sat opposite Liu Qing, followed by a large group of thirty or so young singles from Jiuzhaigou.

As for those who got married, they didn't come. After all, this wasn't something they should join in the fun, they were just watching the fun.

"You stole our Jiuzhai man's sweetheart, we are not convinced."

A Tu looked at Miao Qingqing not far away with a bit of sourness.

She looked at Liu Qing eagerly, her eyes were full of him, and her heart was even more sour.

Two bowls full of wine, one for each person.

Atu raised the wine bowl and turned his head to dry.

"Guest, I'll do it first as a respect!"

After drinking, he turned the bowl upside down, and there was no drip left.

"Dry!" Liu Qing smiled indifferently, raised the wine bowl and dried it directly.

Gulu Gulu drank a bowl of spirits in two mouthfuls, and his face did not change.

"Come again!"

"I also respect you a bowl."

Soon, one after another, the Miao boys served wine.

Each of them came to toast, you have a bowl, I have a bowl, all of them came up to drink with Liu Qing.

Soon, after another ten bowls, Liu Qing hiccupped, and the smell of alcohol filled the air.

But his expression didn't change at all, which shocked the Miao family.

Some of the people who were drinking with him were flushed and their throats were burning. It was too spicy, too strong, and it was really like burning when one drank it.

"Come again!"

The boys are excited, and refuse to admit defeat. They all come forward to make a toast. You drink one bowl after another, and I don't believe that you can't drink it.

Thirty people took turns toasting, one after the other, Liu Qing was calm, sitting there in a calm and calm, bowl after bowl of spirits that would not refuse to come.

"it is good!"

There were many cheers from around.

Liu Qing's performance shocked everyone present.

What is mass, this is mass.

There were many young girls from the Miao family who looked at Liu Qing with a strange brilliance in their eyes.

I have never seen such a heroic and massive man.

Bang!

Finally, the first young man fell before finishing his second bowl of wine.